Finally, he gradually saw the back of a sturdy man wrapped in the dazzling light.
"This familiar feeling, that is..."
Charles opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if he had sensed his presence. The man slowly turned around, and his eyes seemed to shoot out two beams of light, instantly piercing through everything real and fake, and looking directly at where he was across the distance.
…
Mora paced on the lawn of the base, heading towards the brain expansion machine, wanting to see the progress of Charles and others, but with a loud bang in her ears, the circular machine fortress in front of her became like a burnt egg, with thick smoke rising continuously.
"problem occurs?"
Mora's face changed and she quickened her pace. When she arrived at the entrance of the fortress, she saw Eric and Raven supporting Charles, coughing violently as they escaped from the machine in a panic.
Hank walked at the back. His glasses were crooked and his hair was a little burnt. He was holding a pile of printed and positioned papers and took a long breath. "Fortunately, the intelligence documents are fine."
"Charles, what did you do?" Eric asked in surprise.
Charles did not answer, but kept repeating: "It's him, it's him... and only him."
"No wonder, is this the gap that has always existed? It's really, incredible." He laughed bitterly, then his knees went weak and he fell directly to the grass in a dizziness.
USA, New York, underground fighting arena.
The fighting arena has been reserved, with only three people inside.
Azazo and Logan, wearing fighting gloves and with their upper bodies bare, fought back and forth. They both had the sharp five senses of beasts and were extremely good at close combat. Without using their mutant abilities, the fight was really hard to determine the winner in a short period of time.
Caesar stood in the audience, still looking behind him.
"Boy, do you want to come up and try?" After knocking Azazo back with one punch, Logan arrogantly hooked his fist at Caesar.
"I'd better forget it." Caesar turned around, shrugged, and continued watching the show.
Chapter 531 Mutants and Superheroes
CIA technology research base.
After Charles woke up, he did not mention what he saw through telepathy at the end, and the others tactfully did not ask any more questions.
After some discussion, they decided to follow the mutant location intelligence they had obtained, search for mutants hiding in the ordinary world, and train them into a mutant team with considerable combat effectiveness in order to compete with the Hellfire Club.
To be on the safe side, Charles, who has telepathic abilities and is good at conversation, and Eric, who has the ability to control magnetic fields and has the strongest combat power, eventually go to various places as a team to find mutants who are willing to join.
Charles and his companion first came to a nightclub and found a hostess. After Eric showed his mutant ability, Salvador happily took off his shirt and showed his insect bionic wings hidden on his back.
Salvador, female, 38 years old.
Mutant Ability: Possesses four wings that can fly. Under normal circumstances, the wings are attached to the shoulders, like a tattoo. In addition, it can also spit flames and venom from its mouth. The combat strength of its ability can be considered above average.
Then, the second mutant they found was a taxi driver who picked up passengers on the busy streets every day.
Darwin, male, 35 years old.
The mutant ability is: the body can protect itself and evolve according to the environment. Both the name and the mutant ability seem very powerful, but because the lower limit of the ability is too low, it can only be regarded as a mascot.
The third mutant was a dangerous prisoner who voluntarily applied for solitary confinement. If he had not cooperated with the CIA, it would not have been easy for Charles to get him.
Alex Summers, male, 30 years old.
The mutant ability is: the body can shoot high-energy beams and launch extremely powerful "plasma explosions". However, even he himself can hardly control the energy burst and it is very easy to lose control, which is an absolute double-edged sword.
The fourth mutant is a college student.
Sean Cassidy, male, 19 years old.
The mutant ability is: the ability to emit sonic attacks, which can damage the auditory system of most creatures and even cause great harm to the body. At the same time, it has super hearing and the ability to fly. This combat potential is no less than that of Salvador.
Apart from these four mutants who were willing to try to join, most of the other mutants instinctively resisted when Charles and the others came to them, and were unwilling to show their mutant abilities that were different from ordinary people. They believed that this was not evolution through natural selection, but a negative mutation that was almost deformed and alternative.
This is also the main concept of mutants today. After all, during the Second World War in the time and space of the X-Men, without the emergence of the symbol of peace and Captain America, the belief in superheroes could not be correctly established, and the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility became empty talk.
Mutants are basically in danger for themselves. They worry day and night about exposing their abilities and being treated as aliens by ordinary people. How can they be willing to use their abilities to save the world
Charles knew very well that this concept could not be reversed in a short period of time and could only be changed over a long period of time, so he did not persuade those mutants who refused to join.
In front of a bar in New York.
Charles and Eric stopped in front of the door together. They had found four mutants to join. Together with the original Hank and Raven, and the two of them, the number of mutants reached an astonishing eight.
"It should be here. There should be mutants here." Charles said, looking down at the coordinate map.
Eric spread his hands grimly, "Let's try to make contact. If it doesn't work, forget it. In my opinion, we have enough people."
"That's right." Charles nodded, stepped forward and pushed open the door of the bar.
Because it was daytime, the hall was deserted. There was only a man in a suit sitting on a chair. The table was full of bottles and jars. The man in the suit was wrapped tightly except for gloves, revealing a pair of red hands.
"He's... Shang's man!" Charles opened his eyes wide in surprise and recognized him at a glance. The person in front of him was the mutant who worked for Shang in the Hellfire Club in Mora's memory.
"What?" Eric tensed up when he heard that they were his enemy's men. He whispered to confirm, "Are you seeing things?"
Charles said seriously, "There's no way I'm mistaken. It's him. He has a similar ability to teleport. He's here. Are the people from the Hellfire Club here too?"
"Humph! We'll know once we capture him."
Eric didn't care about anything. With his eyes already slightly red, he stretched out his hands and used his magnetic field control ability.
"Ka-ka-ka—"
In the bar hall, two dancing steel pipes twisted and shot like snakes towards the back of the man in the suit.
"Um?"
Azazo was paralyzed by alcohol, and only when he heard the sound of breaking wind did he slowly try to teleport away. But he was still a step too late, and was caught in the neck and hands by two steel pipes.
"Don't even think about escaping!" Eric grabbed with his left hand and increased the force of the steel pipe, strangling Azazo's neck so that he could hardly breathe.
"Don't kill him."
Charles steadied Eric, took a few steps forward, put his fingers on his temples, and said to Azazo: "Don't resist, we won't kill you."
As he spoke, his thoughts invaded his brain, trying to find information in Azazo's consciousness. Azazo immediately screamed in pain, kicked over tables and chairs with his feet, and glass bottles and jars fell to the ground.
"As expected of a trained mutant, his consciousness is a little difficult to invade." Charles narrowed his eyes, ready to concentrate, but at this moment, he sensed another person approaching them at a very fast speed.
"Be careful, there are other mutants!"
As soon as Charles finished his warning, a black figure rushed into the hall from the bar door like a wolfhound or a wild beast. He pounced on Eric, and in the air, his fists extended three white bone claws from each hand.